Chapter 3
Driz awoke from a pleasant dream, feeling warm and comfortable. Even asleep he had been aware of a body near his, the gentle sounds and movements of someone sharing his bed. Since Aryjon graduated two terms before he did, Driz had slept alone for months. He missed the intimacy, but he also missed the simple human comfort of having another nearby. Gradually, as recent events emerged from the sleepy fog, he went over them with a distinct sense excitement and elation.
I’m here. I found my mentor, and he’s so much more than I dreamed I can hardly encompass the wonder. This is splendid, almost too good to be true. Cory—he said his name is Cory. I like the sound of that. I wonder if he really is as young as he looks?
The older mage chose that moment to awaken. He yawned and stretche
